snapchat; HopeMin/JiHope(COMPLETED)

truth;

Taehyung ~

I wince, More needles push into my skin not already counting the lines of fluid and the beeping machine next to my ear.

I close my eyes and try to focus on something else besides the pain, and Kookie. My poor broken Kookie.

There's so many things I haven't said, that the bruises on my arms weren't inflicted by me. But my former partner.

That the paranoia was a burden that grew on me out of habit, rather than something from my past.

That the relationship was insane, abusive, Yandere even. Rather than saying it was fine.

It was anything but fine. I would come home to a crying Jungkook, the moment I would touch him he would scream about me cheating and push me away.

He would show me old texts from old friends, accusing me of lying. I would apologize every time, make up sex was my only way out of getting hurt. Or worse, killed.

Every time it was worse, I would get humiliated and each time I tried to make up his anger he would just get more angry.

Bottles would be broken and fists would clash with jaw and then he wriggled his way into being the victim.

I pretended to be happy. I love that boy with all my heart, but he's too broken to be fixed.

I'm too hurt to fix him.

I'm just another one of his puppets...

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It's GONNA MAKE SENSE OKEE